[Urban] Dance of Flowers (Complete) - 11

Chapter 69 The Tiger's Fury 2 [High H, Caution]

"...How could you do this!"

A sudden warmth came from my lower body as the man's hand quickly reached up and kneaded my clitoris with an extremely strange technique. It was as if we were husband and wife, our relationship so intimate that we could do this at any time.

I couldn't help but blush with shame, and even more so with anger, cold sweat seeping from the tip of my nose.

"Do you submit?"

Ignoring all my protests, Yun Heying passionately kissed and bit my neck, sucking loudly. He even leaned close to my ear, panting heavily, threatening me to surrender.

His fingers were incredibly nimble, sliding up and down in my cleft. He even deliberately inserted his fingertips into that hole, digging into my flesh walls, scooping out the fluid inside... Holy crap

...

Is he a reincarnation of a master of seduction?

"I submit... you big dummy!"

I struggled desperately, but the man pressed me down like a boulder, making it impossible for me to move.

I never imagined this guy had such a lewd and shameless side. I always thought he was the epitome of abstinence. He always acted so proper, cold and serious in everything he did. Weaver Girl even warned me before that the young master of the Yun family only cared about money, not women, so I shouldn't mess with him. Now I just think this guy has been hiding his lewd side too well; once it erupts, it's like a raging torrent.

Good heavens… I don't want to be this repressed pervert's outlet…

“Still being stubborn, looks like I need to teach you a lesson, or you won't know who your master is…”

See, here we go again. In this guy's heart, there are only masters and servants, mere commodities. He's never treated me as an equal; I'm just his follower, or even a toy he bought.

I don't want to be his bed warmer…

What do you mean I depend on him? He's the one who wants to play with me!

"Ah!"

I was cursing him in my mind when, in the next instant, my tightly closed legs were forcibly spread apart, and even my buttocks were pried open with an extremely wicked method. I felt like a piece of pork, and he was the most cruel butcher, holding the meat knife at his waist, ready to slaughter me to pieces.

"Yun Heying, are you crazy! This is rape!"

I screamed in panic when I heard him unbuckling his belt. But he covered my mouth with his hand, and his thick, hard penis pressed against my opening and thrust in hard.

"Ugh... Ugh!!"

Ahhhhhh, I want to kill him! "

Are you scared, huh? Will you listen to me from now on and stay by my side obediently...?"

"Ugh... Ugh..."

I wasn't fully wet when the man thrust in, and his thrusts were so fierce, it really... fucking hurt. It felt like my entire lower body had been pierced open with a hot stick. His bare lower abdomen was pressed against mine, motionless, as if he were enjoying the feeling of possessing my body.

What a pervert…

I was enraged. Seizing the opportunity, I bit his hand, making him release my mouth in pain. Damn it, being raped by a man was already pathetic enough; I didn't want to be raped with my mouth covered by him!

“Fuck you! Damn it!”

Truly consumed by rage, I unleashed the most vulgar curse I'd picked up during my years on the pirate ship.

The moment I uttered it felt incredibly good; if I couldn't gain the upper hand physically, at least I wouldn't suffer a verbal loss. But as soon as I said that, the man on top of me froze, his kisses halting. I couldn't see his expression, but I knew Yun Heying was stunned for a moment. Just as I was secretly gloating, this guy let out a soft laugh, and then his penis, buried deep inside me, began to thrust vigorously…

“What's the rush? It's coming.”

He affectionately nibbled at my ear, his mood inexplicably improving. He happily pulled down my clothes little by little, revealing my breasts swaying with each thrust, while leaving wet kisses on my bare back. His

waist pounded against me like a pestle, the "thump thump thump thump" making my buttocks ache…

“Ugh…”

After being held down and forcefully thrust into for a while, I finally realized how offensive and vulgar I had just said. A tingling sensation spread through my lower body; the man was thrusting into me with great gusto, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, enjoying himself immensely. And then tears streamed down my face… What had I done to deserve this… Ouch…

“Do you like me fucking you… Hmm… You're really direct, girl…”

Lying on my back, making sexual movements, Yun Heying was sweating profusely, not forgetting to utter infuriating words that tormented my ears.

“I… I didn’t… mean that… Damn it… be gentle!”

A whole bunch of protests rushed through my mind, trying to explain that I wasn’t urging him to actually fuck me! Helplessly, all the blood in my body seemed to rush to my lower body, leaving me no chance to explain or think.

My curses quickly turned into helpless groans. This guy, I don't know what drug he took today, was as fierce as a lion. My tender little hole, plowed and cultivated by him, now felt like a second skin, tightly gripping his genitals and rubbing against me… This feeling was truly amazing…

“Gently, you never learn… mmm… If you dare to say I'm not as good as other men in front of me again… oh… I guarantee you'll be punished ten times more severely than today…”

Yun Heying writhed his hips, relentlessly fucking me. His hands slid down my waist, drawing circles on my breasts before finally inserting his fingers into my mouth, forcing me to suckle. He hadn't forgotten to continue using domineering words to discipline my behavior…

You bastard…

There are so many positions in the world, yet he prefers the most inhuman doggy style. Like a beast, like an animal! This position allowed for deep penetration and prolonged swaying… The stimulation caused my vagina to drip excess fluid onto the floor, and my clitoris was slightly opened by his penetration.

“Haitang… little girl…”

“Ah… ah ah…”

I was getting hotter and hotter… Instinctively sucking on his fingers, I didn’t even have time to suck his saliva. My lower body was becoming softer and softer from the man’s touch, and I felt that a certain spot was being constantly touched by him, and I was about to explode.

“Ah… ah… Yun… ah…”

The table beneath me, which was originally cold, was now frighteningly hot from my rubbing. I lay weakly on it, letting Yun Heying sometimes rough and sometimes gentle as he fucked me.

“Be good from now on, understand…”

His heavy body pressed against my back, and Yun Heying suddenly pressed against my buttocks and stopped thrusting, instead shaking his buttocks wildly.

"Ah...ah!!"

The pent-up climax finally erupted uncontrollably. Soon after, the man, suppressing a groan, quickly pulled out his trembling, purplish penis, ejaculating white fluid onto me.

Chapter 70 Tiger's Fury 3

After ejaculating, Yun Heying recovered quickly. This guy had probably been holding back for too long, so even with excessive indulgence lately, he was still full of energy. But I felt like I was about to be killed by him, lying weakly on the table, panting, my eyes half-closed, wondering whether I should yell at him or just pass out and play dead...

However, this guy wouldn't let me go. He quickly flipped me over and pulled me into his arms like a rag doll. He forced me to face his terrifyingly cold face, and then, feigning kindness, gently brushed aside my sweat-soaked, seaweed-like bangs.

Ugh... you bastard...

you're the one who made me look like this, stop pretending to be merciful!

"From now on, you can only think about me, understand? Serve me well and you'll have everything."

His long, slender fingers carefully lifted my chin, and I felt that the light shooting from his long, willow-leaf-shaped eyes was a wolfish green. I was terrified and resentful, but I didn't dare to displease him again.

Through this experience, I understood one thing.

This Yun Heying seemed to be truly bewitched by my body and had developed some kind of perverse possessiveness. To say he truly liked me, I'm sorry, I still have some self-awareness and wouldn't fantasize about something that would never happen. But to say he had no feelings for me at all, that's not necessarily true either.

In short, I'm just an awkward existence, slightly better than a prostitute but not quite a wife... I have to obey all his commands, be utterly subservient to him, unconditionally accept all his advances, and I can't even spit on other men...

Damn it, can I say no?

"Answer me."

Seeing my stubborn silence, the man became unhappy again, tightening his grip on my chin.

"Ugh... I understand..."

I wanted to cry but had no tears.

Only now did I understand how gentle and tolerant Yun Zhengyue had been towards me. As his high and mighty master, he could have been like Yun Heying, harshly training me into a dog that would only obediently wag its tail and beg for mercy. But in the end, he softened and treated me like a human being, even condescending to please me in every way.

And yet, I treated him that way, not only deeply hurting his heart but also forcing him to resort to extreme and cruel methods to completely eradicate his love for me…

If there is such a thing as retribution in this world, then my current situation should be called "refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit."

Back then, I naively thought that being with the intelligent and mature Yun Heying was more secure than being with the纨绔子弟 (playboy) Yun Zhengyue. Little did I know, I looked down on Yun Zhengyue's love simply because he was too good to me, too caring. Now, it's as if I suddenly can't see any of his advantages.

And when I had to bear Yun Heying's desires, I realized that this man was of a high level, unfathomably high, so high that I couldn't control him at all…

Is there really no such thing as a perfect man in this world?

You despise the one who's good to you, yet the one you admire forces you to become a slut… Perhaps I really was too greedy. How could I possibly have everything—a man of unparalleled intelligence and influence who would fall at my feet and be at my beck and call? I really woke up from this daydream a little too late.

"What are you thinking about? You look like you're about to cry?"

Perhaps my melancholy was a little too obvious. I hadn't suddenly fallen in love with Yun Zhengyue again; I just felt apologetic for thinking about the past. But Yun Heying saw this as dissatisfaction.

He silently touched my face, and then, as if suddenly remembering something, he reached into his robes and gently pulled out a shimmering chain, dangling it in front of me like a treasure. Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male sex toy anime virgin real-life sex toy highly realistic genital shape! Swallowing and protruding, irresistible! Click to enter.

"Here, try it on and see if you like it."

"Eh?"

I didn't expect him to suddenly give me something. Compared to the man's handsome face, which was still somewhat warm like an iceberg melting, I presumptuously thought that this might not be just a simple reward for having sex with him.

"A bracelet, huh? It's quite pretty."

Finally, I couldn't help but laugh through my tears. I happily took it and tried it on, only to find that it seemed a bit too long on my wrist and not long enough around my neck... Just as I was wondering about this, Yun Heying pulled the chain back, shook his head in admiration of my ignorance, and then personally took my right foot, carefully unlocking the delicate clasp and putting it on my ankle...

"This is an anklet, to keep you tied up, so you won't run around anymore."

"..."

Woof...

Chapter 71 A Surprising Encounter 1

My illness dragged on for more than ten days, and Yun Heying stayed at home with me for those ten days. He served me tea, water, soup, and medicine, making me feel extremely apprehensive and flattered.

Is this pervert possessed by a ghost? Why is he suddenly being so nice to me?

"Haitang, how are you feeling today?"

He put down the account book in his hand. Recently, he had instructed the servants to move all his things into the room. I lay in bed, drifting in and out of sleep, while the man sat quietly at the tea table, handling his business. Outside, the early winter chill lingered, but inside, the charcoal brazier, lit too early, was incredibly warm. For some reason, I felt a slight warmth in my heart as well.

"I'm alright, I want to go for a walk."

Part of my personality is restless; I've been cooped up indoors lately, and today I'm feeling quite energetic, really wanting to go for a stroll. Although this guy would absolutely never agree; at most, he'd let me jump around in the garden a couple of times.

"Hmm?"

The man's brow furrowed slightly again.

"I'm just feeling better; going out in the wind will make me sick again."

"But I'm about to suffocate..."

I pleaded, my face contorted with misery.

"Alright, then I'll have a servant accompany you for a walk in the garden."

...

Sure enough...

I'm like a mind reader; I can read his mind just by looking at him. But anyway, getting some fresh air is good.

After much pleading and persuasion, I finally refused Yun Heying's "kind offer" to have a servant follow me, and then spent ages trying to convince him not to come himself. Being his pet was already miserable enough; we were practically inseparable, seeing each other all the time.

Finally, I was successfully wrapped up like a big dumpling and happily ran out of the room.

"Ahhh! Freedom~~~~~"

Smelling the cool, fresh air outside, I skipped and hopped with glee. Turning around, I saw Yun Heying had opened the window sometime earlier, watching my every move with obvious concern. His gaze made me uneasy, so I quickly ran towards the corridor, stopping to catch my breath only when he couldn't see me.

Whew—

lately, the way this man looks at me has become increasingly tender and affectionate… I tried to warn myself not to fall for his sweet talk. But when people spend a lot of time together, especially in a relationship where they're always together, it slowly becomes a habit, even an attachment.

I casually broke off a bare willow twig and swung it around as I wandered aimlessly through the vast garden, trying to banish the complex emotions swirling in my mind.

I probably wouldn't fall for Yun Heying…

He's so cold and domineering, disrespectful, treating me like a pet. Sensitive and petty, he'd get angry if I said even one more word to Yun Zhengyue. Money-grubbing, heartless! With so many flaws, there's no way I could fall into the whirlpool of love with him.

If that were the case, putting everything else aside, Yun Zhengyue, who was so good to me and still ended up with nothing, would be truly pitiful.

"Don't… don't do this…"

As I stared blankly at the lake surface, now covered with a thin layer of ice, a gust of cold wind carried the moans of a woman from behind the artificial hill not far away to my ears, making me involuntarily prick up my ears.

"Qian'er, Qian'er, please don't reject me, okay? I know you have feelings for me too, otherwise you wouldn't have come out when I asked you, right?"

"Qian'er, I really like you, just give in to me..."

"No... ah... no... don't..."

"Qian'er, it's so slippery here... um...

" "Ah... Dong-ge... no..."

"Qian'er... oh oh... Qian'er..."

...

The willow branch in my hand fell into the lake, and I froze completely.

What was going on...?

Chapter 72 A Startling Encounter 2

Curiosity drove me, and I cautiously peered towards the artificial hill. What I saw almost made me scream.

The woman, her lower body completely naked, being relentlessly violated by a strong man dressed as a servant against the stone wall—was she Yun Qian'er, the one who was afraid to even see a courtesan and thus defiled?

Wasn't she supposed to be pure as an angel, like a white rabbit? How come she's now more seductive than a white fox?

"Brother Dong... oh... deeper... yes, yes... right there..."

"Qian'er... my good Qian'er... Brother Dong's darling..."

Ugh, I feel like throwing up...

not because I'm disgusted by these two having sex outdoors in broad daylight, but because it's the first time I've seen someone play this "penis drilling" game so closely, with moans echoing in my ears and the continuous "squeaking" sounds of fluids, it really gave me goosebumps.

So this is how Yun Heying usually treats me. We seem to be just as lustful, like animals, indulging in unrestrained desires without regard for morality. Just thinking about that feeling of being filled and throbbing makes my slightly recovered typhoid fever almost burn my face again.

It's so wicked...

"Qian'er...it feels so good inside...Brother Dong is about to cum from being so tight..."

"Brother Dong...Waaah...Brother Dong..."

I'm such a shameless person. It turns out that being with Yun Heying for too long can be contagious.

Originally, after confirming that what happened here had nothing to do with me, I should have been sensible and left as soon as possible. But perhaps everyone has a little bit of voyeurism hidden in their hearts, which made me feel nauseous but also very interested, so I hid to the side and continued to watch...

What the hell? There's not a drop of blood where the two of them are having sex. That servant even said he would submit to me, but it turns out that this Miss Yun isn't a virgin at all. Tch, Tch, Tch, Yun Heying and the others treated her like a flawless treasure, and now it seems she's just like me. "

Wait, why did I use myself as a comparison...?

"

Just as I was reflecting on why I suddenly felt inferior, comparing myself to someone even lower than Yun Qian'er, I glanced to the side and saw two servants hurrying towards us, looking puzzled.

Tsk, are we going to be discovered?

A thought flashed through my mind, and I quickly lifted my skirt, preparing to slip away, not wanting anyone to know I'd been acting like a pervert for so long. But then I noticed the young couple behind the rockery had also heard the noise, looking terrified as they frantically straightened their clothes. But clearly, it was too late...

"What do we do, Dong-ge... we can't let them know... if they know we're here... your brother will beat you to death!"

"Don't be afraid, I'm here! I'll just propose!"

In the chaos, Yun Qian'er, who had just been enjoying herself immensely, reddened her eyes and hugged the man who was equally nervous, but whose face showed unwavering determination to protect her. Her pitiful appearance made her seem like a vulnerable little rabbit again.

Hey, I knew all along this wasn't a forced marriage; it was clearly mutual affection. Yun Qian'er's feigned reluctance couldn't have escaped my sharp eyes.

However—

looking at Yun Qian'er shaking her head excitedly while tears streamed down her face, I guessed her concerns were the same as mine.

Who's her older brother?

Yun Heying.

What kind of person is Yun Heying?

A money-grubber.

With his ruthless nature, would he really let his sister marry a penniless, lowly servant? Brother, don't underestimate that freak's obsession with money…

“What to do… Waaah…”

Seeing those two meddlesome servants getting closer and closer, the unfortunate couple couldn't even run away in time. Perhaps I was delirious with fever, but for some reason, a surge of chivalrous heroism welled up inside me. In a moment of excitement, I rushed over, ignoring the two men's gaping mouths and bulging eyes. I shoved Yun Qian'er into a corner behind the artificial hill, forced her to squat down, and then hugged the terrified man, pretending to be affectionate.

Thankfully, Yun Heying had wrapped me up like a huge ball today, which allowed him to completely shield the slender Yun Qian'er…

My arm was draped over the strong man's neck, and my face was close to his. When the two servants arrived, our position looked like we were kissing. In the brief moment they were stunned, I deliberately screamed and pretended to be angry, shouting, "What are you looking at! You lewd person!"

One of them seemed to recognize me—Yun's favorite. He quickly bowed and apologized profusely, then grabbed the other and ran away as if they'd encountered a plague.

Only I, relieved, remained, along with the astonished man still in my arms, and Yun Qian'er, squatting on the ground, too tired to even cry…

“You…”

Having narrowly escaped danger, the servant looked at me, his thick, unyielding brows involuntarily furrowing. He opened his mouth, as if wanting to say something,

“No need for thanks, just take your little lover and leave.”

I'm always the kind of person who does good deeds anonymously, and besides, I only did this because I was sick and bored, so I meddled in other people's business to relieve my boredom.

Ignoring what would happen to them, I exhaled a puff of steaming hot air, turned, and walked away quickly.

“Wait, wait!”

I faintly heard the man's voice behind me. Turning around, I saw Yun Qian'er hugging him, seemingly quite jealous, and the two of them were whispering something to each other. I smiled and continued on my way.

To be with someone you both love is probably a rare blessing in this world…

Chapter 74 Anger 1

“It’s not what I think, what is it then, huh? Haitang—”

Yun Heying’s face still showed little emotion, but the atmosphere in the room had become extremely bleak. The temperature plummeted as if it were the winter solstice overnight, and even lighting several charcoal braziers couldn’t raise the temperature at all.

“I…”

He hurriedly wanted to explain, but when the words reached his lips, he realized he had nothing to say. What was he supposed to say? That his pure, innocent sister was having a secret rendezvous with a servant behind the rockery? Not only would he probably not believe it, but even if he did, the end result would only be the death of that innocent man.

Is mutual love wrong?

It's natural for young lovers to be together and enjoy themselves. Does it mean they have to stay indoors and wait for their families to arrange a marriage of equal social standing? Even if Yun Qian'er is weak, she has the right to choose her own lover, and even her own brother shouldn't interfere.

"Hmm?"

The man stared intently at me, a cold smile playing on his lips, his interrogation revealing a hint of ruthlessness. But perhaps it's because I'm used to being rebellious, having been raised without a father, that I felt it was extremely unpleasant to break up that young couple for my own safety. I have no hope of finding true love in this life; if others find it, it's a good thing.

"I have nothing to say, think what you want..."

Having made up my mind not to speak, I felt relieved and stopped trembling.

Yun Heying usually treats me quite well; even when I cause trouble, he doesn't beat or scold me, at most punishing me by making me look at the account books for two days and two nights. So I simply lowered my head and refused to look at him, hoping that even if he flew into a rage and slapped me, I could just grit my teeth and let it pass.

"...I'll give you one more chance. Don't think that just because I usually spoil you, you can test my patience."

Perhaps he hadn't expected my temper to suddenly harden. These past few days, he had trained me like a pet, obeying his every command. Yun Heying was stunned at first, then his calm facade crumbled, and his anger erupted.

He grabbed me and pulled me to my knees at his feet, lifting my chin without a shred of pity, forcing me to look at him. The stubbornness and defiance in my eyes deeply provoked this man. Soon, his other hand grabbed my hair, pulling me face-to-face with a terrifying expression, telling me just how angry he was this time.

It hurts...

this bastard...

as soon as my hair was pulled, tears welled up in my eyes.

So, all he ever did was obey my every command, keeping me like a little dog chained to his side, calling it spoiling me. I, Haitang, am at least a human being. No woman with thoughts and a life of her own would willingly be forcibly tied to another man like this. I was forced into this situation, okay?

"Who is that person! I thought you had Yue'er to keep you occupied, but I didn't expect you to have hooked up with another one in such a short time! How promiscuous are you? How many men do you need to satisfy your greedy desires, huh?"

Yun Heying's firm nose pressed against mine, and the contempt in his eyes made me feel extremely embarrassed.

"How shameless are you that you even fancy a servant? Can he give you money or a title? Can he protect you like I do, pamper you, and let you live a comfortable life? Or is he just physically strong enough to satisfy your sexual hunger? Tell me! Tell me, little Haitang!"

I stubbornly struggled to distance myself from him, but I painfully felt the grip on my scalp getting stronger and stronger. He was gripping me harder and harder, and I don't know how many innocent hairs he had pulled out.

"Let go... don't do this..."

The physical pain was far less than the humiliation in my heart. As I struggled, I inwardly laughed bitterly, thinking I must be out of my mind to go to such lengths for Yun Qian'er. I should have known better than to meddle; what did other people's lives have to do with me?

But despite these thoughts, my actions remained relentless. My mouth was tightly shut, refusing to utter a single word.

"Mmm..."

Seeing my determination to protect that man, Yun Heying's eyes sharpened, and in an instant, his thin lips pressed forcefully against mine. He kissed my tightly pursed lips, as if clearing a path for what he wanted to know.

"Mmm...mmm..."

I pushed against his body, pounding on his chest. But I was still powerless against his advances, forced to the ground, subjected to his brutal treatment like a raging beast.

So this was the side of him he could have—possessiveness no less than Yun Zhengyue's, like a madman.

What calmness, what rationality, what composure...

the image I had of him crumbled. Yun Heying straddled me, pinning my hands to either side of my head. His burning lips pressed against mine with a cruel cruelty, forcing me to accept the tongue he shoved into my mouth.

"Ugh... let me go... you bastard..."

This was the first time a man had ever hurt me so much. Even when Yuan Weijiu was drunk and molesting me, I had never experienced this kind of masochistic pain. However, the more I struggled, the more violent Yun Heying's movements became. His bright red outer robe was as crimson as blood, and his eyes, reddened with excitement, made him look like a blood-stained demon from hell.

"Ah..."

Tears streamed down my face as his lips were bitten hard. The man glared at me with a sinister look, his sharp teeth biting deeper and deeper until blood slowly seeped out...

"How did he kiss you, hmm? Like this, or like this?"

Ignoring my cries, this was no longer about what I had suffered for Yun Qian'er; it had become a war between the two of us. Yun Heying frantically sucked my bleeding lips into his mouth, greedily licking the sweet, metallic taste like a vampire.

Why was he treating me like this? What was our relationship?

Is he unhappy because I'm his exclusive prostitute and someone else is pampering me? Then he could easily kick me out, sell me to a brothel to vent his anger, or simply lock me in a dark room and slowly torture me to death.

Is he jealous and going crazy because he likes me? It does seem very similar, just like Yun Zhengyue back then. But he is Yun Heying... that unfathomable businessman who is only interested in money. I really can't imagine him sharing some of his obsession with money with me, and more importantly, I might not be able to bear his almost perverted obsession.

"You like him... um? Like that poor bastard for what? He's just a servant, how could he possibly give you anything that compares to me..."

Chapter 75 Anger 2 [High H Caution]

Unwillingly tearing open my clothes, the man buried his face between my trembling breasts as I struggled, licking and rubbing them back and forth. Deep teeth marks were mercilessly branded onto my tender, white flesh—the most delicate part of my body, incredibly sensitive and now excruciatingly painful…

“Yun Heying… Ahh! Don’t do this!”

I was utterly terrified, crying and begging him to let me go. But he took my nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting it as if he wanted to chew it up, completely different from his usual indulgent gentleness. I felt like Yun Heying was about to devour me, and before that, he would torture me half to death.

“It’s a misunderstanding! It’s just a misunderstanding… I don’t have any other men, you have to believe me…”

I choked out desperate words, tears streaming down my face and onto the ground. I admired myself for not revealing Yun Qian’er even now, only sobbing and begging for mercy.

“Can I believe your words, huh? Aren’t you best at lying and deceiving people?”

There was a moment of hesitation in his actions, especially when he saw me crying so hard. But then, the man frowned, as if he had thought of something, and his movements became even more urgent as he removed all my lower garments. His slightly cold hand reached directly towards my crotch, and his long, slender middle finger mercilessly pierced my body.

"Ah..."

I screamed, the sudden sensation of the foreign object causing me pain. Yun Heying, however, showed no mercy, thrusting in and out several times, his tense face relaxing slightly only after feeling the dryness inside. Then, the large hands that had been gripping my wrists gradually loosened...

"Ugh..."

I couldn't help but curl up into a ball.

Yes.

Perhaps he doesn't trust my character, but he has no choice but to trust my body.

These past few days, he's trained me to be unusually sensitive. A man's touch makes me go limp. Being held and manipulated in a daze, all I feel is pure pleasure. If I were cheating on him, a single kiss would make me weak and wet. How could I possibly be struggling to even get a finger in?

"Is it really just a misunderstanding?"

His gaze, sharp as torches, fixed on me for a long while before Yun Heying suddenly lowered his head, pressing his nose against mine for further questioning. Meanwhile, that wicked finger continued its slow, persistent thrusting inside me.

"Mmm…really…"

I swallowed hard, swallowing the salty saliva, nodding as tears streamed down my face.

"Have any other men kissed you, hmm?"

"No…really no…"

"…"

His tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed completely, and as soon as I was free, I immediately hugged my naked body, sobbing uncontrollably, feeling utterly wronged.

Seeing my first display of weakness, my tearful face looked utterly helpless and pitiful. Yun Heying opened his thin lips, which were also slightly swollen from the earlier assault, as if to say something. But after being met with my hostility, he turned his words into action, pressing his body down and pounced on me again.

"Haitang... Haitang..."

His lips kissed me incessantly, as if he couldn't get enough. With his eyes closed, he slowly invaded my mouth with his tongue, moving around like a fish and gently licking the taste buds on my tongue.

"Ah... um..."

I wanted to refuse, but the man's strength was overwhelming. In an instant, he withdrew his fingers from my vagina, pressing down on my knees and opening my thighs to expose my most intimate part. Before I could even scream, the man had already pulled down his pants, revealing his now rock-hard erection, and slowly but resolutely thrust it into my still not-yet-wet vagina.

"Oh!"

"Ah...it hurts..."

The pain from the forced entry was even worse than the pain from the fingers earlier. Instinctively, I closed my legs, trying to expel the foreign object that was about to pierce me, but all I got was to squeeze the man's strong waist tightly...

"Hmm...ahh...ah..."

Before I could adjust, Yun Heying quickly began thrusting. He was half-undressed, pressing down on me, panting heavily, forcefully swinging his hips as he thrust into my vagina, until lubricating fluid was secreted, at which point he slowly slowed down and replaced the brutal pounding with rhythmic movements.

"Hmm...ahh..."

I had no way to cry for help, my screams were powerless. I didn't understand why the two people who were just about to fight were now intertwined playing a game of "penis drilling holes." I could

n't help but look at Yun Heying's face, which was full of desire but not lewd, but rather taut and incredibly sexy. The image of Yun Qian'er being manipulated by the servants flashed through my mind—her

snow-white buttocks, her dark penis, the "squeaking" sound of it going in and out… I thought, the way Yun Heying and I were having sex now must not be much better looking than that.

Chapter 76 Anger 3 [High H Caution]

"What…want to watch?"

His slightly open pupils quickly caught my gaze as I stole glances at our joined parts. Yun Heying took a deep breath excitedly, then hoisted my legs onto his shoulders, lifting my buttocks so I could watch as his thick penis ravaged my private parts.

"No, no, no…I don't want to watch!"

Watching myself being penetrated and watching someone else being penetrated are completely different experiences, especially since this guy was thrusting hard and pulling violently, sometimes changing the angle of entry…

I was really curious how I managed to completely swallow that huge thing protruding from his lower body. My pink labia, sticky and parted on either side of his penis, trembled as if holding it. His penis had opened the passage wide, and as soon as he entered, my body convulsed, gripping his shaft tightly, as if being tickled. Each

time, Yun Heying would groan, his large hands kneading my breasts more forcefully, his lips catching my incoherent murmurs.

"Ah...ah ah...Haitang...Haitang..."

"Mmm...mmm..."

My legs remained draped over his shoulders in this lewd position. I don't know when, but we were both completely naked, like newborn babies.

We panted and kissed, releasing the boundless energy of our young bodies in this way. Perhaps tired of this position, the man quickly flipped me over and continued with his favorite rear-entry position, fucking my already soaked vagina.

"Slap...slap..."

"Ah...ah mmm..."

His lower abdomen rhythmically pounded against my buttocks, making loud slapping sounds. I felt a swelling in my lower body, and then a sticky, slippery substance flowed down my thighs. It was incredibly itchy, but I couldn't reach out to wipe it.

Yun Heying quickly mounted me again, his strong chest pressing against my bare back, holding me as he continued to thrust his hips. He usually seemed like a very cold man, but when intimate, he became incredibly clingy, the more frequent the physical contact, the better; he loved this kind of close intimacy.

"Oh... Haitang... mine... all mine..."

He whispered softly in my ear, his hot lips biting my ear, his thick arms squeezing my breasts upwards into full shapes as he spoke. The thrusting of his hips grew faster and faster, until it was almost like a bird flapping its wings. If I hadn't been restrained by him, I almost wanted to squeeze my thighs together and run away.

"No... don't go so fast..."

The sounds of violent flesh slapping echoed in my ears, I trembled from the impact, unable to scream, my lower body burning with a mixture of intense pain and overwhelming pleasure. Yun Heying seemed to be enjoying it more; his rapid breathing indicated he was also on the verge of climax. Instead of stopping, he thrust harder and harder, becoming increasingly excited.

"Say you're mine... um..."

Suddenly, he wickedly grabbed my breasts, rubbing them back and forth and side to side in a fit of rage. Yun Heying bit my artery, forcing me to obey, as if he would bite my neck off if I didn't.

"I... ahh... I'm yours..."

"Mine... mine... oh..."

As soon as I said that, I felt a series of violent ejaculations inside me. The man's fluid hit my most sensitive spot, and I trembled as I reached orgasm. Then, as if I were dying, all my strength drained, I collapsed limply onto the bed, where Yun Heying, still pressed down on me after ejaculating.

"Haitang... my Haitang..."

His voice continued in my ear, passionate yet tinged with a hint of nausea, making me feel like a caged bird trapped in golden threads. A dense net is sweeping over me, and I'm already caught in its grasp, with no way to avoid it, no way to escape...

Could it be that Yun Heying likes me...? Could it be that Yun Heying really likes me?

Oh... God...

Author's Note:

I'm in a bad mood today, so I'm writing this to vent... Thank you peachlita for the encouragement~~ Seeing your support really made me feel a lot better instantly. Weibo is going to require real names, so to avoid the hassle, I'll abandon it then. To my friends who like me, see you on FreshNet again, Peach Lita will continue to work hard. I also hope everyone can give me more encouragement.

Chapter 77 Why So Hasty in Mutual Destruction

When I woke up at night, it was already pitch black outside. In winter, the days get shorter and the nights get longer. I could hardly tell if it was dusk or dawn.

Yun Heying's arm was wrapped around my waist, and he was fast asleep. I couldn't see his face clearly in the darkness, but I could faintly hear his even breathing on my forehead, showing that I was completely nestled in his arms, and he seemed to feel very safe because of it.

"Hey..."

I reached out and touched the man's face, gently rubbing his handsome face a few times.

During the day, he forced me to have sex with him. In the end, we were both exhausted and just fell asleep in each other's arms. My strength had recovered somewhat. Not only was my stomach growling with hunger, but the area I'd been in during our intense intercourse was also swollen and sore. I really needed to use the restroom to take care of some necessities.

"Hmm...?"

The man, woken by my presence, responded with a deep sleep, but as soon as he sensed me trying to break free, he instinctively pulled me closer.

"What's wrong?"

His lips probed the location of my lips, and after finding them, he affectionately sucked on them. Yun Heying stroked the back of my head, clearly not wanting me to move.

"I need to use the restroom... let me go first."

I pushed him away somewhat awkwardly, sat up, lit a candle, and began to dress. The man groaned as he watched me wipe my genitals clean with a damp cotton cloth, then quickly changed into a new set of clothes.

As I pulled my long hair out from my collar, he somehow stood up behind me and gently embraced me. His chin rested on the top of my head, his embrace tightening until I could barely breathe.

"What?"

I felt a strange tension rising between us. My cheeks burned as I thought, "Maybe Yun Heying really has his eye on me." I was both shocked and horrified, and I awkwardly tried to pull his arms away, afraid he might impulsively say something like offering me a bedchamber.

"After you finish in the outhouse, remember to tell the servants to bring in some food."

"Oh?"

"We've wasted a whole day, and we haven't even finished the accounts. You'll stay up all night with me to finish them."

"..."

I shook off his hand and stormed out.

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While squatting in the outhouse, I thought about everything that had happened recently, and I couldn't help but clutch my head, feeling an unbearable headache. Yun Zhengyue, Yun Heying—they both left me confused. I didn't know what our relationship was. And I didn't know how things would unfold in the future.

Wasn't I a prostitute?

Later, I was promoted to a servant, but I still couldn't escape the fate of sleeping with men. It was just a simple matter of moving from my younger brother's bed to my older brother's.

Why am I so pathetic...? Why does it always end up like this whenever a man gets close to me? Am I really born to be slept with, and it's a disservice to anyone who sees me and doesn't sleep with me?

After relieving myself, I walked dejectedly towards the kitchen. For some reason, there wasn't a single servant passing by today. I couldn't even ask someone to get me something to eat; I had to do it all myself.

Passing through the garden, I absentmindedly looked at the dark night around me, exhaling a cold breath. I thought to myself that I was still a patient. Yun Heying said we'd be inseparable from now on, but in the end, I'm still suffering the fate of running errands. It's clear that you can't completely trust what men say during sex.

"Huh? Hey! Mmm..."

Just as I was chuckling to myself, my lips were suddenly covered by a large hand. My mind went blank for a moment, and before I could think, an incredibly strong man grabbed me from behind and dragged me behind a hidden rockery.

What's going on?!

Who's trying to kill me to silence me?!

"Don't shout, it's me."

After cautiously looking around, the man who had been holding me released his arms, letting me see his face.

"You...?"

I turned around abruptly, but my brows furrowed immediately.

"You're the servant who was with Yun Qian'er this morning?!"

"That's right, it's me."

Staring intently at my face, the man's expression was very complicated. I realized that he truly was the one Yun Qian'er had her eye on. This servant was not only muscular and looked very capable, but he was also incredibly handsome, a top-tier handsome man among all the servants... no, in the entire Yun mansion.

"Oh, didn't I say you didn't need to thank me? You had to pull this stunt, you almost scared me to death."

I breathed a sigh of relief. I've seen plenty of storms on pirate ships. Although this man's behavior was strange, I could sense whether someone had malice or not with just a glance. I trusted this kid.

"You... really don't remember me?"

Seeing that I treated him like a random passerby, the man's expression became increasingly complicated, even showing some agitation and sadness.

"Who are you? Why would I recognize you?"

Hearing him say this, I felt strange. I couldn't help but start to carefully examine his appearance. And to be honest, looking at him so closely, besides still being very handsome, he did look somewhat familiar... Could it be that we were brothers on the Ghost King?

"Mo Yan... I am, I am the eldest brother...!"

"..."

I lost my balance and almost tripped and hit my head on the artificial rock.

"You're Ning Yuedong!!"

The man immediately steadied me in my disheveled state. The moment I called his name, he seemed overjoyed, while I wanted to bite my tongue off.

"Mo Yan, Mo Yan! It really is you, brother, you haven't mistaken me..."

"You've mistaken me, my name is Haitang, not Mo Yan." I

frantically waved my hands, turned and ran, but before I could take two steps, the bear-like man grabbed me tightly.

"Mo Yan! I've finally found you!! You're so grown up now, how are you doing? What brings you to the Yun family? Where's Aunt Lu?"

Ning Yuedong seemed very happy, but I didn't share his good mood.

"Brother, you've really mistaken me for someone else. My name is Haitang, not your sister."

Knowing that the identity I had been trying to forget and hide had been exposed, I still coldly insisted that I had absolutely no relation to this handsome man.

Heh heh, Ning Yuedong...

Who is Ning Yuedong? The eldest son of Prince Ning, the only precious heir to the Ning family line. Wasn't his sister supposed to move into the Yun residence next month? Why is there no sign of her, but her brother has already arrived?

"Mo Yan...please don't be like this. I know my mother and sister wronged you, but it's all in the past. I've been looking for you and Aunt Lu all these years. Come home with me. Ah, Father is getting old. From now on, I'll be in charge of everything in this manor. I won't let you suffer anymore."

Seeing that I was determined not to acknowledge him, Ning Yuedong seemed a little heartbroken but hadn't given up. He still tried to persuade me to remember the past in a soft voice.

"Don't give me that. My mother is dead. I have no home or relatives. I'm now the personal attendant of the eldest young master of the Yun family, or you can call me your personal prostitute if you want."

I deliberately emphasized the word "prostitute," maliciously watching Ning Yuedong's expression to see his reaction.

Sure enough, after hearing this fact, the man seemed to have been hit hard, taking a few steps back, one hand on the rock for support, the other on his chest, his face full of disbelief.

"Prostitute... Mo Yan, do you know what nonsense you're spouting!"

"And what do you think?"

I sneered.

"Back when your mother kicked us out, she should have known that besides selling our smiles, what other way could we, a widow and her orphans, survive in this world? My mother begged and dealt with strange men. Naturally, when I grew up, I had to rely on this face to depend on rich young men for a living."

"You think it's all because of your sister's good fortune, pampered and spoiled by everyone? When we were little, she would kick and hit me to vent her anger, making me do this and that for her, and then I'd be forced to kneel as punishment. The most pitiful one is my mother, just because she entered your family and became your father's concubine. She has to endure your mother's abuse and humiliation of us every few days… Why should I go back? Ning Yuedong, are you going back to be your sister's slave again?"

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